Chapter 57                                                             �

Soon, Zhou Mengchen's order received feedback.

Qi Jiguang had not many people in his hands. After taking over the three sides, he still handed a whistle to Zhou Mengchen.

This made Zhou Mengchen slightly moved, and then he felt a little worried, and said, "There is no problem with your general, right?"

The personal soldier who returned said, "Don't worry, my general said that no matter how many there are, he can block it. Just ask the adults to be careful, the Tartars come from the east."

On the east side is the direction guarded by Li Ru, the Marquis of Fengcheng.

Qi Jiguang's judgment was exactly Zhou Mengchen's concern.

In fact, the Jingying team is pretty good. They can follow the marching and the array are very qualified. However, Zhou Mengchen and Qi Jiguang were both worried that these soldiers were impatient with hard fighting. Because this kind of character is often difficult to see. Only on the battlefield can they know whether they can persist when there are 10%, 20%, 30%, and 40%.

But today, this is likely to happen.

Soon, Xu Wei also came back.

He also held a long sword in his hand and handed it to Zhou Mengchen and said, "This prince said that the sword is easy to use. However, since the sword has been given to him, he will give it to the sword and ask him to take care of himself."

Zhou Mengchen couldn't help but laugh and pulled out the sword. The scabbard was simple and unpretentious, but the sword light was flowing, much heavier than ordinary swords. It was obvious that it was a long sword that could be used on the battlefield. After all, Fengcheng Hou Mansion was a general, and I don't know how many precious weapons were hidden in the mansion.

I don't know what origins this sword is.

Zhou Mengchen said: "Good sword, Li Ru lost money in this business. My sword was just made by the military weapon supervisor. It is not worth a few taels of silver. This sword may not be able to be taken down by a hundred taels of taels of taels of gold."

At this moment, Zhou Mengchen was actually calmed down.

From the tension of the battle at the beginning, I walked out of anxiety.

All Zhou Mengchen should have made has been decided, and all he could do was to grit his teeth and persevere, win and die. As for the rest, he threw it behind his head, and it became easier.

However, the intervals on the battlefield are very short.

Almost after Zhou Mengchen's transformation ended, the Tartars moved again.

This time it was not an attack all over the mountains. It was surrounded by other parties. The cavalry rested more than a hundred steps in front of the formation. They all seemed to be not fighting, sitting on the ground, allowing the horses to eat grass leisurely.

But everyone knows that this kind of relaxation is tense inside.

Once the Ming army loosened a little, in the blink of an eye, the cavalry here would board their horses and rush up. It would only take only one or two minutes.

Therefore, facing the leisurely appearance of the Tartars, the Ming army could only maintain its formation and could not even extinguish the bullet as it was ready to fire the gun.

This kind of alert also requires physical strength and energy.

On the seemingly ordinary battlefield, it is actually the consumption of physical strength, energy and willpower.

But the real battlefield is something else.

That's right, it's Li Ru's place.

After a test, Zhou Mengchen's strength and weakness were suddenly tested. The real attack point was confirmed.

But Li Ru's attack was tide.

The first wave of Tartars rushed up with bullets.

Li Ru fought on the front line and a volley of guns continued to fire. Many deaths and injuries of the Tartars.

But the second period was very different.

The Tartars were scattered into pieces, basically in a team of ten people, rushed to the front of the formation and used the bows and arrows in their hands to shoot into the military formation. The Ming army opened fire. If they did not fire, the ten people would dare to rush directly into the Ming army formation. As long as the army formation was chaotic for one or two minutes, the cavalry below rushed up.

Li Ru had no other choice but to let the musketeers below shoot at these horse teams with a team of hundreds of people.

Just ammunition becomes a problem.

For each musket, the amount of lead and gunpowder is about one or two. Ten rounds are only one or two, and ten rounds are only ten rounds. In addition, the armor, long swords, muskets, food, water and other equipment on their bodies are equipped. The number of gunpowder bullets that each person can carry is about three hundred rounds. This is because they are all riding horses and the horses bear part of the load. Otherwise, each soldier will bring at most one hundred and fifty rounds of ammunition.

Therefore, there is no limit to bullets.

More than 300 molecular bombs seem to be a lot. But if this is the waste.

It's not possible, either.

This is the fire gun they used, which is made of military weapons and has good quality. Otherwise, not to mention that they brought 300 rounds of ammunition, even 150 rounds would probably not be able to finish it. Because before they finished it, they would explode first.

The cavalry sent by Xiao Qin were all Mongolian horses with great riding skills. They were like equestrian performances in front of the formation, shooting arrows from time to time. In addition, the dense formation of the Ming army was easily shot.

Of course, the Tartars were not without casualties. Many cavalrymen died while gathering fire. However, when cavalry maneuvers were moving quickly, unless they were volleys together, the effect of using hundreds of muskets was not very good.

Zhou Mengchen looked at it and said in his heart: "Oh no."

He called Zhou Yichang and Liu Jia to his side and said, "You are ready, and you will fight out after I give you an order."

These two people also saw that the situation was not good. They immediately nodded and said yes.

Zhou Mengchen raised the Qianli Mile Mile and continued to look at him, thinking in his heart: "If there are more than a dozen small cannons today, I will definitely not be like this."

If there are more than a dozen gates, the distance that can prepare the Tatar cavalry is further away, which will give the Ming army more reaction time. Even if the Tatars really rush into the army, they will have enough reaction time, and they can even send cavalrymen to entangle with the cavalry of the Tatars.

But now it can't do it.

Because once Zhou Mengchen sent the cavalry here, it is very likely that the Tartars would dare to put in a big push. At that time, if they do not fire, they will not fire, and the military formation will be lost. If they fire, they will be fighting with their own people, which will be too harmful to morale.

"Sure enough, bayonets are heroes, and bullets are fools." Zhou Mengchen said gritting his teeth.

He understood the battlefield now.

Although it is the transition from cold weapons to hot weapons, the real decision of the outcome is still hand-to-hand combat. Although firearms have become increasingly important in some places, I really think that if you don’t need hand-to-hand combat with firearms, it’s a big mistake.

At this time, what really determines the outcome must be hand-to-hand combat.

This trend will not change much even before rapid-fire weapons develop.

Soon the situation changed.

After the Ming army suffered more than a hundred casualties and the Tartars were also broken in front of the formation, a team of cavalry seized an opportunity and suddenly crashed into the Ming army's array. A small gap was opened, and seven or eight cavalrymen fought hard. The Ming army's array was suddenly in chaos.

It was just a small piece, but it was still enough for the Tartars.

Suddenly, under Xiao Qin's command, all the cavalry of the White Lotus Sect rushed forward.

It also made Xiao Qin secretly relieved.

To be honest, don’t think that there are not many Mongolians who die, but they are all good at killing. To do a good job in front of the enemy, not only do you need to be good at equestrian skills, but also good at bowing skills, and even know the muskets. Only by understanding them can you know how to hide. There are not too many such people among the Mongolians.

And no one will be willing to die.

Most of the cavalry he summoned were from the White Lotus Sect, and the rest were from other Mongolian troops forced by Xiao Qin.

If you die, it will be difficult to find someone.

The White Lotus Cult cavalry was waiting for this opportunity. I don’t know how long it took. As soon as I set off, the Ming army’s formation also opened fire and fired in other directions, trying to block these people. But the projectiles passed through the air. Someone couldn’t help but fall.

But since Xiao Qin had made a decision, no matter how many people died, she would not waver.

The White Lotus Cultists rushed up like a very dense and almost sent to death. Even though a group of them were killed by the Ming army's muskets, they still achieved their goal.

Seven or eight Tartar cavalrymen were stabbed to death by countless bayonets after just a while.

After stabbing these cavalry to death, the Ming army suddenly discovered that the next group of cavalry of the Tartars was right in front of them. But a White Lotus Sect priest, with his reins, jumped up with people and horses, and smashed heavily into the Ming army's formation, killing several soldiers.

At the same time, the horse was stabbed to death by countless bayonets.

The cavalry turned over and dismounted, holding a long sword in his hand to start a battle in the field.
Chapter completed!